Out of nowhere, Chu Kun and Jiao Yiyuan led 15,000 followers and rushed towards the Henan Governor's Yamen, followed by 3,000 troops from a battalion of Kaifeng deputy general Lu Wenye.
The movement was very fast, and its momentum was like that of a tiger. It looked like they could reach the governor's office after just one more street, but at the intersection they encountered a barricade with artillery mounted on it. A trench was dug in front of the barricade, a fence was planted, and it was covered with caltrops and antlers.
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"Your Highness, the bandits have entered the urn, shall we fire?" Henan Governor Wei Yi'ao asked respectfully.
Zhu Ruofeng, the king of Yu in the Ming Dynasty, put down his telescope and was a little confused. Although there were more than 10,000 Qingcha disciples who fell into the trap, which was not a small number, but with only these 10,000 people, he wanted to take over the important city of Kaifeng. This leader was too trustworthy.
Is it too big? He vaguely felt that the strength of the bandits was more than this, but the enemy was already in a urn, so why not catch the turtle?
"Fire", the young man made a cold voice. During the private interview incognito, he saw the cruelty and viciousness of society. To change the world, iron and blood are needed!
After receiving the message from Lu Wenye, he set up this bag in front of the governor's office and assembled two battalions of 6,000 palace guards, 1,000 governor's standard battalions, and a battalion of 3,000 men from Lu Wenye's department, for a total of 10,000 soldiers and horses.
In order to wipe out this group of rebels, a battalion of 3,000 people from Lu Wenye's army was left to defend other cities, and a battalion of 3,000 people from the palace guards were left to guard the Prince Yu's palace. The whole arrangement was thought to be perfect.
"Boom~Boom~Boom~"
The cannonballs exploded and rolled among the Qingcha Sect believers, and the believers were shot with blood and flesh flying everywhere.
"No, it's a hit. Escape immediately!" Liao Kong exclaimed.
The believers were in chaos, turning around and trying to escape.
The windows of the houses on both sides of the streets were opened, with blunderbuss sticking out and spitting out tongues of fire.
"Bah~bah~bah~"
Being condescending, bullets rained down on them. The believers had no way to hide and were shot down constantly.
Jiao Yiyuan was commanding his men to retreat when he suddenly felt a pain in his chest and fell down.
A dark shadow swept over and helped him up, but it was Monk Kong.
"You, you bald donkey, have harmed all the brothers in the religion." Before Jiao Yiyuan could finish scolding him, he tilted his head and died.
"The Lord of Burnt Incense!"
He shouted loudly, burst into tears, turned red, and led the congregation to retreat.
He saw a military formation, motionless as a mountain, but Lu Wenye led his men to block the exit of the street.
"Fellow church members, if you want to survive, follow me and rush out," he shouted in the air.
The Qingcha sect disciples were still fighting against the trapped beasts and rushed towards them with all their might.
"Shoot!" Lu Wenye issued the military order.
The five rows of gunmen in front of the Ming army's formation took turns shooting, shooting down seven or eight hundred people and then retreating back to the formation, replaced by the forest of spears in front of the formation.
Liao Kong's eyes turned red and he yelled at the military formation: "Lu Wenye, don't you want your wife's life?"
"Lu is a minister of the country. For today's matter, the only thing to do is to put the country before the family! If nothing happens, I swear to kill you, a bald donkey, to avenge my wife!" Lu Wenye's voice was full of boundless hatred.
"That's good, I will save you." Liao Kong rushed forward, a Zen staff flying up and down. He broke one spear after another and killed one soldier after another.
Unfortunately, there were too many spears, and the power of the military formation could not be matched by any individual's bravery. One spear pierced his chest, and then another. The great monk fell down helplessly, and he died with his eyes open.
"Your Highness, it seems that the battle will be over in half an hour," Wei Yi'ao said with a smile.
Zhu Ruofeng also laughed, "You must be careful to close the net, don't let the leader of the thieves escape."
"Report, the thieves broke through the Renhe Gate and went to Prince Yu's Mansion to kill them." The two were chatting happily about the post-war affairs, when bad news came again.
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Wang Bingzhen's choice to enter Kaifeng from the Renhe Sect was not a blind choice. As the leader of the Qingcha Sect, he was superstitious about Feng Shui, and Renhe Sect had good Feng Shui and had a royal aura.
How can we see this? Historical records: In the first year of Jianlong in the Northern Song Dynasty (960), Zhao Kuangyin and Chen Qiao mutinied, returned to Kaifeng Mansion, and entered the Renhe Gate. Since Song Taizu has gained access to the world from this gate, this gate naturally has a royal aura.
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"Sect Master, Master Liao Kong has probably entered the city through Anyuan Gate, but there is no movement from Zhao Xiang Master in the city. Do we still attack the city?" Wang Bingqian, the Xiang Master of Hebei Xiangtang asked.
Wang Bingqian is Wang Bingzhen's second brother. The 8,000 Hebei Xiangtang followers he leads are the core force of the Qingcha Sect. Their equipment is much better than other Xiangtangs. They are actually equipped with hundreds of bows and more than a hundred fire guns. Since Wang Bingzhen,
Wang Sen, the great-grandfather of the Wang Bingqian brothers, founded the Wenxiang Sect in Luanzhou, Hebei Province. Hebei people, especially the believers in the Shifokou area of Luanzhou, Hebei Province, have always been die-hard supporters of the sect leaders in the past.
"Haha, Zhao Ruyue has always been cunning. If we don't do it, he will never do it." Wang Binzhen smiled and spit out two words from between his teeth: "Attack the city!"
"Empty hometown, no biological parents??"
"Kill~kill~kill~"
The Qingchamen disciples carried the long ladder they had built and rushed towards Renhemen.
The main force of the army has been concentrated in the Anyuan Gate area, leaving only a battalion of 3,000 people from Lu Wenye's department to guard Daliang Gate, Renhe Gate, Nanxun Gate, Xiaonan Gate and many other city gates, as well as the troops to guard Renhe Gate.
There is only one person with a total of 500 people.
"Boss Liu, the thieves are coming." Judging from the number, the attack of 18,000 Qingcha Sect members was overwhelming and very intimidating, and the colors on both sides could not help but change.
But Mr. Liu was a veteran who had been on the battlefield. He did not panic at all and commanded in an orderly manner. "Go and report to Li Guerrilla quickly and ask him to send troops for reinforcements." "Gunners, let us shoot at crowded places."
Wait until the bandits are close before shooting." Seeing that his subordinates were a little afraid of the number of bandits, the man actually laughed loudly, "Brothers, everyone's military exploits have come! They are just bandits, far worse than the Tatars we killed back then.
Got it!"
The backbone of an army is always these veterans. With the veteran Liu Ba in charge, nearly a thousand members of the Qingcha Sect have fallen, but they still cannot break through the Renhe Sect.
Wang Bingzhen was anxious. The noise he made was loud enough. Zhao Ruyue should have heard it even if his ears were closed. Could it be that he was exposed and caught?
Zhao Ruyue finally showed up with five hundred elite men from Henan Xiangtang. He was living a good life in the Taojiadian area and really didn't want to rebel, but he couldn't withstand the coercion and inducement of the Wang Sect Master. He was ordered to sneak into the city and keep watching until he saw that the church members had already attacked.
There were not many officers and soldiers guarding the city, so Fang led his followers to suddenly rush out.
The timing was chosen very well. The main force of the official army was on the city wall, and there were not many defenders at the city gate.
"Kill", Zhao Dashan became ruthless and chopped down an officer and soldier with his sword.
Seeing that the incense owner was desperate, his subordinates all joined in, killing more than a dozen officers and soldiers at the city gate, and opened the Renhe Gate.
"The city is broken~The city is broken~The city is broken~"
The followers of the Qingcha Sect poured in cheering and cheering.
Mr. Liu yelled something bad and ran away into the city. He was a veteran and was very brave in battle, but he never had the consciousness to die in battle and to be loyal to the country.
The tall and majestic Renhe Gate was actually breached by a bunch of ordinary people like himself. Xie Dashi admired Wang Bingzhen's wisdom very much and asked respectfully: "Master, are we going to Anyuan Gate to meet Master Kong?"
"No, if we go to Prince Yu's Mansion and capture and kill the Ming vassal king, the world will be shaken!" Wang Bingzhen said fiercely.
This chapter has been completed!